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Sep 2019
My emotions, soon stoic,
But, in here, legendary.

My world, transformed.
A scroll folds across the sky
Ahead of me, the trumpets blare,
And i'm left to be trampled by a Godly steed.
Bede
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Bede  20/Agender/The Valley, Franklin
(20/Agender/The Valley, Franklin)   
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